Chapter 129 You are as soft and cute as Brother Cheng, right?
Chapter 129
"...You, did you really have an immortal teach you the ax technique in your dream?!"
"Is this the same person who taught the ax technique in Cheng Yaojin's dream?!"
Mr. Han stared blankly at his tall, handsome man.
But his mood was very surging. Looking at Cheng Yaojin's appearance, compared with his own son, he was simply...the difference between a banished immortal and a yaksha ghost.
That immortal actually taught the ax technique to two completely unrelated people.
The important thing is that you have to pass it on at least as completely as possible, just three moves of the axe. Could it be that you are a demon causing some kind of demon, right?
Seeing his mother, Mrs. Han, sitting there blankly with an emotionless look on her face, Yang Qian was a little scared and quickly found an excuse.
"Mom, um, I'll go greet them first. If anything happens, I'll tell you later..."
"Okay... you go first, Mom also wants to have some peace and quiet." Mrs. Han waved her hand feebly.
After Yang Qian left, Mr. Han looked at the butler next to him, Uncle Song, who was almost bald with his gray beard.
"Uncle Song, you are relatively old, have you ever heard of such strange things?"
The butler, Uncle Song, smacked his mouth and was still in a state of confusion.
"This, old man, I have lived for more than sixty years, and this is the first time I have heard of it, but I just asked that boy Zhili."
"He did say that when my uncle gave the Yanyue Sword to the young master, the young master didn't know much about martial arts."
"On that day when I was chasing the horse thief, after the young master held it in his hand, it was as if he suddenly mastered the profound skills of the sword."
"We fought to a draw with the very brave Cheng Yaojin. Moreover, the young master directly called him by his name and called him senior brother."
"...God, is this true?!" Manager Liu's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets when he heard this, his face full of disbelief.
Han, who had been silent for a long time, sighed quietly. "Perhaps this is the reason why God pities me, the third generation of the Yang family..."
"After my son suffered from floods, not only did he eat an incredible amount, his strength also increased, and he was no longer as dull as before."
"After a series of things happened, even I, a mother, can no longer understand my own child."
"Whether it's planting leeks or doing all kinds of slutty things, I, a mother-in-law, can't understand everything..."
Seeing Mrs. Han's frown, Manager Liu hesitated for a while and finally said it.
"Mother, although I feel a little presumptuous, I still feel that what the young master is doing now is in line with an old saying."
"What words?"
"If one survives, there will be future fortunes."
"..."
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Yang Qian's courtyard was very large, and there were many side rooms. In the past, he and Zhili were the only masters and servants to live there.
Inviting this bunch of Sui savage heroes to drink and eat meat here, of course, there is no need to worry about disturbing the people.
Seeing Yang Qian coming, Cheng Yaojin laughed, picked up an empty bowl, and poured a full bowl with the wine jar.
"Junior brother, this is our first time drinking. We must not get drunk before we return."
Yang Qian looked at the big bowl he usually used to eat. "Brother, why don't you drink without a cup?"
Xu Shiji said with a smile. "When you drink with your senior brother, naturally you can pretend to be more.
If you don't drink from a jar at your house, Brother Yang Xian, you are already being polite to Senior Brother Cheng."
"..." Yang Qian looked at the big bowls placed in front of these reckless men, and felt a faint regret in his heart for letting them stay.
"Senior brother, Qian's drinking capacity is very limited. If I drink this bowl, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you."
Zhili on the side quickly echoed, "My young master really can't drink. If you drink one glass, you can sleep for the whole day."
"One drink... is enough. I, Old Cheng, am not someone who likes to force people to drink. Besides, you are the master today. If I get you drunk."
"It seems that we guests are deceiving the master. This way..." Cheng Yaojin drained the large bowl of wine in one gulp.
He poured another half of the bowl, stretched it out to Yang Qian, and persuaded him with a serious look...
"Hurry up, why are you waiting around? You are the master. If the master doesn't drink, how can we guests be happy?"
Yang Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he couldn't suppress the booing from this senior brother and others, so he could only grit his teeth and drink.
"Sir, the meal is here..." At this time, the two servants who delivered the meal picked up a steamer on a pole.
A large steamer full of steaming rice was steaming. Zhili picked up the bowl and rushed towards it very wisely.
"Everyone, you drink first, little brother, I have to eat a few bowls of rice to drink." Yang Qian drank uncomfortably and complained.
He picked up the bowl Zhili handed him, took off it in three mouthfuls, and handed it to Zhili...
After three mouthfuls, one bowl after another, and three bowls of rice in a row, Yang Qian noticed that everyone was staring at him in shock.
Yang Qian handed the empty bowl to Zhili and smiled shyly. "Everyone, drink quickly and don't worry about me."
Cheng bit his teeth and took a deep breath, looking at Yang Qian with a ghostly expression. "Before, you said you should eat a few bowls of rice to drink."
"I thought it was an accidental slip of the tongue, but I didn't expect... such a gentle and handsome junior brother that you can actually eat so well."
Yang Qian's whole body felt bad. "What's wrong with eating? I'm only fifteen, little brother. It's time for me to eat more."
Luo Shixin, who was only 11 or 12 years old and was ordered not to drink alcohol, could only eat his meal in a depressed manner.
"I eat too much, but I've never seen you, Brother Yang, eat like this."
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While eating and drinking, Yang Qian suddenly heard the fawning voice of the maid next to his mother, Mrs. Han, and put down his bowl and chopsticks and turned his head.
Then he saw little Wugou being held by the maid, standing timidly not far away, looking towards this side with a pair of dark eyes.
Yang Qian walked up to Wu Gu, and the cute little girl's eyes had already turned into cute crescent moons.
Yang Qian stretched out his white lotus-like arms to Yang Qian, and Yang Qian hugged Wu Gu and said cheerfully.
"Wugu, why aren't you sleeping? Come here, do you still remember these two bearded uncles?"
Cheng Yaojin's cheerful smile turned dark immediately, and he glared at Yang Qian unhappily.
"Sister Wu Gu, right? I'm your Brother Cheng, don't look at my beard.
But Brother Cheng is definitely a good man, look what I brought you..."
Then he stretched out the hand hidden behind his back, and it turned out to be an ugly and cute cloth tiger.
Wu Gu's eyes lit up. He glanced at Yang Qian first, and when he nodded, he stretched out his hand and held the stuffed tiger in his arms.
"Haha, what a cute little sister. Alas, it's a pity that my mother didn't give me any younger siblings, otherwise she would have been very cute."
Next to him, Xu Shiji, who had just taken a sip of wine happily and subconsciously put his hands back in his sleeves, chuckled with an expression of emotion on his face.
"Yes, you are as cute and cute as Brother Cheng, right?"
"Pfft!!!!!!" Niu Jinda spit out all the wine in his mouth...
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